Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

Unbeknownst to Jiang Hao, the star path beneath his feet shifted, and he arrived near a familiar star—Martial Star.

The Wang family case that shocked the world back then originated here.

With a thought, he concealed his aura and, like an ordinary pilgrim, landed in front of the largest Heavenly Temple on Martial Star.

Compared to my memory, this temple has been greatly expanded, with flying eaves and brackets, solemn and majestic, and the incense smoke condenses into a faint golden auspicious cloud that shrouds the sky.

The area in front of the temple was bustling with people, monks and mortals of all races jostling shoulder to shoulder. Some looked devout and held incense and candles, while others looked travel-worn as if they had come from afar. The atmosphere was lively but not noisy, and the order was well maintained.

Jiang Hao followed the crowd into the main hall, his gaze casually sweeping across the space. Enshrined within was, naturally, his own dignified and solemn statue of the Heavenly Emperor.

His gaze was quickly drawn to a group of people who were devoutly burning incense in front of the statue.

The leader was an elderly man with a calm demeanor, dressed in a robe with green wood patterns, whose cultivation had reached the peak of the Great Sage realm!

Beside him were several energetic young people and a toddler of about three years old with bright, darting eyes.

"Aoki En?" Jiang Hao was somewhat surprised.

I unexpectedly ran into that boy from before.

He remembered the name, and he also remembered the image of that boy whose foundation was broken and who was on the verge of death.

That little cultivator who was almost destroyed back then has actually reached this level after being healed. Not bad.

While a peak Great Sage might not be considered the absolute strongest in the world today, in a given star field, a single stomp of his foot could shake the heavens.

At this moment, Aoki En was leading his juniors to respectfully offer incense and pay their respects.

He spoke gently to the group of family members beside him:

"If it weren't for the Heavenly Emperor's gracious mercy back then, I would have been a cripple long ago, and my Green Wood Clan would probably have perished as well. This favor is heavier than Kunlun. You must remember it forever and abide by the Heavenly Laws so as not to fail the Heavenly grace."

The boy and the young man next to him both nodded seriously.

The toddler being held imitated the adults, clumsily clasping his chubby little hands together and murmuring in a childish voice:

"Thank you, Grandpa Heavenly Emperor..."

The little guy was so cute that everyone around him burst into laughter.

Other worshippers nearby recognized Aoki Yan and began to whisper among themselves.

"That's the patriarch of the Aoki family! A peak Great Saint, truly remarkable!"

"I heard that he has a very strict family upbringing and values ​​rules the most. A few years ago, didn't his family produce a spoiled brat who bullied others and dominated the market because of his family's influence? I heard that he was one of his favorite juniors."

"Yes, yes, yes, what was the result? Patriarch Aoki personally arrested the person, verified the evidence, and sent him directly to the branch of the Enforcement Hall. He was sentenced to a heavy punishment according to the law, without any favoritism. That's really it!" The speaker gave a thumbs up.

"The Wang family was destroyed, and the Aoki family rose to power. Their self-discipline is truly admirable. This is what you call the cycle of karma, and retribution is inevitable."

Listening to these discussions and looking at the harmonious, enterprising, and grateful family in front of him, Jiang Hao felt that Qing Muyan was indeed a good person.

The universe is vast and the cause and effect are mysterious. It is astonishing that a boy could grow up to be this great, and it seems that he has transformed his thirst for and reverence for justice into the principles of managing his household.

This is probably a kind of fate.

His divine sense swept across the entire temple almost imperceptibly, and countless devout thoughts murmured like tiny streams flowing into the lake of his heart.

"May the Heavenly Emperor bless me, so that I may break through this bottleneck during my seclusion..."

"May my mother recover from her illness soon..."

"The believer sincerely prays for a healthy child to continue the family line..."

"I hope to be admitted to the Heavenly Court's preparatory hall..."

"..."

These wishes are simple and genuine, full of the warmth of everyday life and the yearning for a better life.

The prayer for a child made Jiang Hao fall silent for a moment.

Is she trying to become a goddess who grants wishes for children?

"Since we've met by chance today, it must be fate," Jiang Hao thought to himself. "Those who trust me will surely receive some blessings."

He didn't make any move, only a slight thought crossed his mind.

hum!

In an instant, the statue of the Heavenly Emperor in the Martial Star God Temple suddenly emitted a gentle and bright golden light!

The light was not dazzling, but it was filled with indescribable vitality, peace and the charm of the Great Dao, instantly enveloping the entire hall.

This change is simultaneously appearing on all the celestial temple statues that are being devoutly worshipped throughout the realms!

"It's a miracle! The Heavenly Emperor has appeared!"

The people in the temple were stunned at first, then burst into earth-shattering exclamations and knelt down in even more devout worship.

The statue scattered countless tiny golden specks of light, as if they possessed a spirit, fluttering and dancing in the air.

It drifted precisely to each believer in the temple who was praying devoutly, silently disappearing into their brows or bodies.

Immediately afterwards, a miraculous change occurred:

The cultivator who was praying to break through the bottleneck suddenly trembled, his aura surged, and the barrier that had troubled him for many years loosened instantly, and his face showed great joy.

The man praying for his mother suddenly felt a heat coming from the communication jade talisman in his arms, and heard excited voices from his family:

"Mother's illness suddenly improved; her complexion is rosy, and she can even get out of bed!"

Several people who prayed for the safety and health of their families felt a sense of lightness and renewed energy.

Aoki Yan felt a pure, gentle, and vast power surge into his body, quietly dissolving some subtle hidden dangers in his Dao Foundation that he himself had not even noticed, making the road ahead seem clearer and wider.

His juniors also felt their minds clear, and some of their confusion about cultivation suddenly became clear.

The most interesting one was the little great-grandson, who giggled and danced with joy after inhaling a bit of golden light, his delicate little feet trembling.

A faint golden flame pattern appeared, flashing by in an instant, yet already extraordinary.

"Thank you, Heavenly Emperor, for your grace!"

"May the Heavenly Emperor protect us!"

The hall and its surroundings were instantly overwhelmed with boundless joy, gratitude, and choked sobs.

People knelt on the ground, many of them so moved that tears streamed down their faces, and they kept kowtowing.

Aoki En was taken aback at first, then his beard trembled with excitement.

He fell to the ground with a thud, his voice choked with emotion:

"Qingmu Yan... I kowtow in gratitude to the Heavenly Emperor for his great favor. My Qingmu clan will never forget this, and will always uphold the Heavenly Laws and maintain a righteous heart!"

The family members behind him also bowed deeply, each one blushing with excitement.

A boy's voice trembled:

"Ancestor, I... I feel I have fully grasped the third level of the 'Azure Wood Everlasting Spring Technique'!"

In the vast heavens, among countless stars and realms, wherever there is a celestial temple being devoutly worshipped by believers.

At the same moment, all the statues radiated the same golden light, showering down points of life-giving blessing.

In a remote, desolate star field, an old woman is praying for her injured son in a small temple.

Seeing his son's pale face regain its color at a visible speed, and the scabs falling off his wounds, he burst into tears and kept kowtowing.

In a bustling celestial realm, a young man praying anxiously inhaled a speck of light and felt an unprecedented clarity in his mind, his confidence greatly increased.

In countless places, the same exclamations, cries, and shouts of gratitude resounded.

"May the Heavenly Emperor protect us!"

"Thank you, Heavenly Emperor, for your grace!"

"Mother, your eyes... can see again!"

A tsunami of gratitude and faith rose from all the heavens and the myriad realms, converging into an invisible torrent.

Jiang Hao stood at the edge of the bustling crowd at the Martial Star God Temple, watching the excited and happy people.

Seeing those faces lit up with joy and hope, beaming with smiles, it doesn't feel bad.